Little Maude

Little Maude

Little Maude

Was very bored

All the long day

She wanted to play

But didn’t have one friend

On who she could depend

Maude didn’t go to school

(That would be too cruel)

Maude stayed home

Often alone

And sat waiting for fun

That often didn’t come

Children steered clear

And never came near

So day after day

Maude would stay

Alone and still

Waiting until

Some brave child

Would act a little wild

And venture into the night

To catch a sight

Without making a peep

Into the dark so deep

And there they would see

Lonely little Maudie

With no one to care

For lonely little her

Getting ever so near

They would sneer

Make a mean joke

Give her a sharp poke

Throw big stones

Try to break her bones

Then with her might

Maude would bite

That rotten child in two

(Some children didn’t have a clue)

Maude would eat

That delicious meat

And crunch

And munch

And chew

This new

Little child

Who ventured in the wild

And with a grin

She would slip in

Her little swamp

Tired from her chomp

With a swish of her tail

Cutting a trail

Through the water

Happy with her slaughter

Full and fed

That child dead.

With big claws

Instead of paws

With sharp teeth

Hidden beneath

A scaly smile

It’s been obvious for a while

Little Maude

Is a great big CROCODILE!